Along the ancient road, there is a tea stall, where people come and go. Those who are tired from the journey rest here, and there are many cultivators.
"Boss, bring me a pot of tea." The woman, wearing a bamboo hat and a black robe, with a vaguely slim figure, found a table and sat down, followed by a woman next to her, like a master-servant relationship.
"Okay." The tea stall owner responded with a smile, and then a waiter came over to pour tea.
The teahouse next to them started talking, "Have you heard about what happened recently in Ling Yue Sect?"
"Why don't you know? It has been spread all over the world for a long time. The young master of Lingyue Sect was replaced by Ling Rui, and Ling Xi was kicked out of Lingyue Sect."
The tea guest shook his head and said, "Really? How did I hear that she left on her own?"
The man took the words and said, "It doesn't matter whether it is or not. Anyway, Ling Yue Sect also sent out news that Ling Xi has nothing to do with the sect anymore."
"Yes, Ling Zhenxuan is the sect leader, and his daughter has nothing to do with the sect. Naturally, the father and daughter have also severed ties."
The person under the bamboo hat smiled slightly and drank tea leisurely, seemingly not caring about what others said, even if it was her who was talking about it.
"Boss, please bring in two pots of tea, we're going to die of thirst." A young and handsome boy in white clothes with a sword on his waist and sect attire said urgently.
There was also a beautiful girl in similar clothes beside him. She pulled the boy's sleeve and said, "Brother, it seems there are no empty tables."
The young man in white saw that it was true, but when his eyes caught a glimpse of a table with only two people sitting there, he pulled his sister over and walked over, "We are all friends when we go out. Let's fight for a seat. Don't you mind, girl?"
Yun Sheng shook his head and expressed his acquiescence.
The young man in white immediately sat down. When his sister sat down, she even thanked Yun Sheng in a low voice.
"Two plates of snacks, man."
The boy in white shouted loudly, and the waiter quickly brought another snack.
Seeing that Yun Sheng only had a pot of tea in front of her, and seeing that the woman next to her did not look wealthy, the young man thought she was short of money, so he said boldly, "Girl, you might as well have some snacks with us."
His sister couldn't help but nudge him with her elbow, and she invited him to eat since they met each other outside.
"I'm sorry, my brother's temper is like this, don't mind."
"By the way, my surname is Song, Song Zhen. This is my brother, Song Lie. What's the girl's surname?"
Yun Sheng said: "My surname is Ling."
Song Zhen and Song Lie subconsciously heard it as 'ling' and laughed, "Zhong Ling Yuxiu, a good name."
Yun Sheng realized that they had heard wrongly and did not correct them.
Song Zhen didn't pay much attention to Yun Sheng's lack of full name. Since they met by chance and the other party was two women, it was always better to be cautious.
Seeing that he was dressed in black and wearing a bamboo hat, with a good appearance and an extraordinary demeanor, Song Zhen intuitively felt that he was not an ordinary person.
But he couldn't see clearly the other party's cultivation level, and he didn't know whether he was a casual cultivator or a disciple of the sect.
At this time, Song Lie was quite angry after hearing what the people at the table next to him said, "Yu Qing Sect and Ling Yue Sect are still famous sects, and they can do something like force Ling Xi away!"
"Brother, please keep your voice down." Song Zhen said quickly, wanting to cover his brother's mouth. "You also know that this guy is a big guy. What if someone hears you?"
Song Lie still said stubbornly: "If you heard it, you heard it. What I said is the truth. I'm not afraid of them causing trouble!"
Song Lie knew the details because he made many friends, and he knew many disciples of Yuqing Sect and Lingyue Sect.
Yun Sheng put down the teacup and chuckled.
This smile made the two people who were in close contact with each other dazzle.
"Miss Ling, where are you going? Maybe we can walk together for a while." Song Zhen asked.
Yun Sheng said casually: "I'm just a casual cultivator, so I can just walk around."
Song Zhen didn't really believe that the other party was a casual cultivator. Ordinary casual cultivators were not so magnanimous. She just assumed that the other party did not trust them yet, and it was normal for them to walk outside.
When he wanted to say a few more words, he saw her getting up from the tea seat.
"I'm leaving." Yun Sheng smiled gently and placed two spiritual stones on the tea table as tea money.
"We'll meet again by chance in the future."
Song Zhen looked at Yun Sheng's retreating back, raised her elbow and poked Song Lie, "You know many people, can you tell what sect she is?"
Song Lie felt that his sister was confused, "Isn't she a casual cultivator?"
"It's just what people say, do you believe it?" Song Zhen couldn't help complaining, "No wonder you are about the same age as her and your cultivation level is not as high as hers."
The bone age of a cultivator can be seen. This is why Song Zhen is more certain that Yun Sheng is from a large sect. The resources of casual cultivators are shallow and cultivation is difficult. The woman next to her is her servant at first glance.
Song Zhen sighed, feeling that the other party was a very reliable person.
It would be nice if they could go together, so that she wouldn't have to worry about not only her brother being stupid, but also the dangers along the way.
Not long after Yun Sheng left, the brother and sister also got up and left for Wanqiong Mountain to pick spiritual herbs.
And it happened that Wanqiong Mountain was where Yun Sheng wanted to go.
In a village he passed by, Yun Sheng actually bumped into the two brothers and sisters, Song Zhen and Song Lie, who were in the tea shed.
"Miss Ling, we are indeed very destined." Song Zhen smiled, and Song Lie nodded in agreement.
Yun Sheng raised his eyebrows. It was really just her casual talk about meeting each other by fate.
Song Zhen didn't know why she had a crush on Miss Ling. Maybe it was because she looked particularly pleasing to the eye and had an attractive temperament.
Seeing Yun Sheng alone here, she asked curiously: "Miss Ling, where is that old woman?"
"She had an epiphany during the trip, so I asked her to find a place to practice."
Song Zhen nodded. A cultivator who occasionally feels something while out must go to a safe place to meditate.
Soon she asked Yun Sheng other questions enthusiastically.
To Yun Sheng's relief, the Song brothers and sisters soon had no time to hold her back to reminisce.
"What, you are actually asked to contribute boys and girls!"
Seeing the miserable and sorrowful villagers in the village, Song Zhen and Song Lie were angry and sympathetic at the same time.
It turns out that there is a mountain five hundred miles east of this mortal village, named Buzhou Mountain, and there lives a powerful demon cultivator called the Demon King.
There are nine sects of the righteous way, all of which are located in the Xuanyang Continent, while the demonic sects are located in the Xuanming Continent.
Although the two continents can sense each other, they cannot communicate with each other at will. Some monsters can only be seen in certain secret realms.
But Xuanyang Continent has many demon cultivators who have understood the demonic path.
Five days ago, the subordinates of the demon lord from Buzhou Mountain came to this village and asked for ten boys and ten virgins to help his demon lord practice the blood bath on the tenth day of every month.
"The demon cultivator is really hateful." Song Lie slammed the table and said angrily.
Yun Sheng remained silent. Most of the demon cultivators were cultivators who had gone astray. Their cultivation methods were weird and varied, and they used all kinds of cruel methods in order to achieve success in cultivation.
This is why the world of cultivation regards demonic cultivators as snakes and scorpions. No one knows whether a demonic cultivator will be behind your back to extract your soul and refine it into a magical weapon or a puppet.
"Don't worry, we are disciples of the Qianzhen Sect of the Righteous Sect, and we will definitely do our best to save your children!" Song Lie vowed.
The demon cultivator who can take over the mountain and become the king is certainly very powerful. With so many powerful subordinates, the two disciples who are only in the foundation-building stage cannot defeat him. Song Zhen heard that her stupid brother still dared to speak nonsense, she thought in anger. Blow his head off and see what's inside!
But when she saw the poor villagers who knelt down and knelt down in joy because of his words, Song Zhen was speechless again.
The purpose of entering Taoism and cultivating is to act chivalrously and righteously, to wipe out evil deeds, and to seek the Tao in your heart. If you shrink back now, how will you face the Tao in the future?
Song Zhen comforted herself, but in the face of the facts, she still couldn't help but beat her stupid brother with her fist, "With your current strength, you can't save us, and you still get us all involved!"
"Zhenzhen, Zhenzhen, don't hit me. Look, even Miss Ling didn't say anything about me, yet you still say something about me." Song Lie said quickly while hiding his fist.
"Besides, isn't Miss Ren Ling afraid? Zhenzhen, you just want to embolden other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige!" Song Lie stopped hiding, he clenched his fists and said with high morale.
Oh my God!
Song Zhen was shocked. Her brother was so shameless. Miss Ling just met them by chance, but he actually wanted to take her to death with him.
